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Claine Oct 2019
Rumors spread, I prayed to God
that it was all a misread
but how could I believe you,
now that you are in her bed?

oh you fell for her, oh she held you
I fell for you and held you
you were so into her, she fell for you
oh you said you loved her, oh she said it too

if fools were tattooed, i'd be a giant taboo
if warning were red, my skin would be in fumes

Friends told me you weren't right
i should have listened
instead of hurting outright
i thought you were worth the fight
then, everything became undone

Love was a game,
and i took the blame
i loved too much to let you go then
i became selfish, but so were you, never again
Em MacKenzie Oct 2019
I’m the only one with dirt on my hands,
I’ve been crossing my fingers and snapping rubber bands.
And the fragments and pieces build into a story,
I transformed it to a thesis; the quality’s too low for me,
and I never set my expectations too high,
as should I, a lack of truth and abundance of lie.
My oh my and by the by.

There’s cracks in my ceiling and head,
there’s splinters in my skin and my bed,
there’s poison in the words I was fed.

I’m the only one missing pressure on my shoulders,
replaced the gentle weight with two heavy boulders.
I was wishing on satellites thinking they were stars,
breaking free from embraces thinking they were bars,
admiring fireflies not realizing they were cars
but I’m painfully aware of my own
scars.
I’m holding open seminars
to these memoirs of ours.

There’s cracks in my ceiling and shell,
there’s craters in my heart where I fell,
there’s holes in each story you tell.
Beth Bayliss Mar 2019
trembling hands and parted lips
wandering fingers find your hips
hold me close and hold me fast
let this waking daydream last
blushing cheeks and flushing skin
in crumpled sheets we hide our sin
it's over and it's just begun;
you touch me and I come undone
you always put me back together again afterwards
Bohemian Mar 2019
Her pixie dust that I envy
His hands were coated with it during daylights,erstwhile
Dust that turned red
Under the full moon nights
He might have undone her woven stitches
Loosen the twines and strands
One by one
With his learned needle-less hands
She seems to radiate the rainbows
That he steals and his face glows
We watch him baptized
In several shrines
While his shadow casts a merciless bovine
Enticed by the fragile
His facade thrives
Sinisters shriek
On one and another's atrocity
Eerie evaded by his enshrouded arms
Hugged in delight
Those violent eyes
Glimpse venereal walk,preying,on road side
In this city many have died.
|I am afraid more than you could envy her, you shall be frightened for her|
I wish not to discover her residual feelings unseen dumped into a pit,is your kindness just preying since the people adjacent to you seem to fade away gradually.
Why deceive ?
Somewhatdamaged Feb 2019
Hopeless without a goal
Reckless without a soul
Bound to self destruct
With everything going around
My heart is left with a hole.

Whenever I come undone
Just hold my hand
And say my name.
I may come to you in pieces
But you make me whole.
Amanda Kay Burke Nov 2018
We once fit together seamlessly
Somewhere along our route we began unraveling
Memories of us became clouded with betrayal
Sometimes I have to ask myself Why?
I guess every good thing comes undone eventually
Another ****** attempt at freeverse. I'm trying to expand my horizons.
Jordan Ray Oct 2018
Isn't it funny that no matter how much good you give to the world, it can all be undone with just one mistake.
Just a little thought I had!
Z Oct 2018
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Glowing buttons and lights above
as we sat there in the dark
Her hand in mine, I came undone
I bear her watermark
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